The addition of Murong Bei made the three people of the Cangyue Dynasty completely fall into disadvantage.

In just a few moves, a man in the Cangyue Dynasty who was in the Yuan Infant Realm was the first to be hit hard.

After letting He Haohan control this person, Murong Beiqian led Yan Shiyu and Ning Yushu to the battlefield where Xueqiu was.

In less than ten rounds, the second Cangyue Dynasty Yuan Infant Realm Duo was smashed in the head by a snowball, and then swallowed alive.

Murong Beitian and the others began to besiege the last man of the Cangyue Dynasty, the third man of the Yuan Infant Realm, this person did not hesitate to burn his qi and blood, but he was still unable to return to the sky, and he was soon cut off by Murong Beitian with a sword.

At this point, all the people who entered the island this time of the Cangyue Dynasty can be said to have been wiped out.

"Now, you can hit the road with peace of mind. At this time, Chu Heng said slowly.

"Chu Heng, what do you see in my hand?" Suddenly, a loud shout came into Chu Heng's ears.

Chu Heng turned to look at the sky, only to see that Mu Zhuanghong was holding Wen Ren Xuanxuan in his hand, and Jiang Xiyue was in the other person's hand.

At this time, Jiang Xiyue and Wenren Xuanxuan were both sealed and cultivated, and they couldn't even speak.

Chu Heng's eyes flashed with an incomparably cold murderous intent, and he handed over Cangyue Ming to Yan Shiyu to take care of.

"Brother Chu, I ......" Chen Yang's eyes showed a look of guilt, because of his appearance, Wenren Xuanxuan and Jiang Xiyue fell into the hands of Mu Zhuanghong.

"I don't blame you. Chu Heng waved his hand and said, then looked at Mu Zhuanghong: "Who are you?"

"Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, Mu Zhuanghong. Mu Zhuanghong clasped Wenren Xuanxuan's neck with one hand, leaving five clear finger prints on Wenren Xuanxuan's snow-white neck.

"What conditions do you have, we can talk. Chu Heng said calmly.

"As you wish. Mu Zhuanghong condensed his true qi into a rope and tied it to Wen Ren Xuanxuan's body.

"Say, what do you want?" Chu Heng gave Wen Ren Xuanxuan a reassuring look, and then said to Mu Zhuanghong.

"What did you get inside?" Mu Zhuanghong said.

"I said I didn't get anything, do you believe it?" Chu Heng said lightly.

"What do you think?" Mu Zhuanghong said, "Five bottles of thousand-year-old spirit milk." ”

"Do you think the two of them are worth five bottles of thousand-year-old spirit milk?" Chu Heng's eyes showed a look of disdain and indifference, and then said: "At most, three bottles, if you can, you can release them, if you can't, forget it." ”

Mu Zhuanghong stared at Chu Heng deadly, wanting to see any clues from Chu Heng's face, but unfortunately, he saw that kind of disregard for life.

"Then add them. Mu Zhuanghong thought about it, then pointed to the three of Cangyue and continued.

"What, do you still want to be a great benevolent?" Chu Heng sneered: "Do you think I will do such a stupid thing as letting the tiger return to the mountain?"

If he handed over Cangyue Ming and them, Cangyue Ming would definitely attack him when he recovered.

Once Cangyue Ming and Zhao Ritian unite, his trouble will be even greater.

Therefore, Chu Heng would not let go of Cangyue Ming.

This request was refused, and Mu Zhuanghong was not unhappy at all, after all, his main purpose was for the thousand-year-old spirit milk.

"In that case, let's hand over the thousand-year-old spirit milk. Mu Zhuanghong said lightly: "Release people with one hand, and deliver goods with the other." ”

"Yes. Chu Heng nodded, took out the three smallest jade bottles, and then put them in a space ring, and quickly carved a formation pattern on the space ring, and then threw it to Mu Zhuanghong: "Let people go." ”

After checking that it was correct, Mu Zhuanghong nodded, and the people of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty immediately untied their control over Wenren Xuanxuan and Jiang Xiyue.

Chen Yang personally walked out to welcome the return of Jiang Xiyue's second daughter.

At this time, Chu Heng's eyes were fixed on the ranks of the Jiuli Dynasty.

"Let's go. After picking up Wenren Xuanxuan and Jiang Xiyue, and making sure that the people of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty did not do anything on the two women, Chu Heng was relieved, and then led Murong Beitian and the others to quickly leave the territory of this valley.

"Let's go too. Watching Chu Heng and the others leave, Fu Tanghuang of the Jiuli Dynasty turned to the people around him and said.

Those martial cultivators who watched the excitement also left one after another, and only the people of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty were still in place, as if waiting for something.

Soon, the people above this valley were almost gone, and those who did not leave were only three or three or two.

"Your Highness, the thousand-year-old spiritual milk in it has been taken away, and it seems that there are a lot of them. Not long after, a man rushed out of the cave where Chu Heng and the others had found the thousand-year-old spirit milk, quickly came to Mu Zhuanghong, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully.

"How many?" asked Mu Zhuanghong.

"The depth and width are one meter. The man said truthfully.

"Okay, you Chu Heng, you dare to lie to me!" Suddenly, Mu Zhuanghong suddenly knew that he had been deceived.

"Your Highness, they shouldn't have gone far yet, should we chase after them?" said another person from the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty at this time.

"Chasing?" Mu Zhuanghong glanced at this person: "Do you think that the death of the Cangyue Dynasty is not tragic enough?"

"Spread the news, and it was said that Chu Heng had a pool of thousand-year-old spirit milk in his hand, so much that he couldn't use it up. A flash of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he commanded.

Suddenly, complex formations lit up between the mountains under their feet, and there were hundreds of these formations, blooming with a monstrous mystery, covering the entire valley.

"What is that?" Seeing the formation pattern under his feet, the eyes of the people of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty suddenly became puzzled.

There was even a man with a glint in his eyes that he couldn't wait to turn around and swoop down towards the valley below.

"It's not good, let's go!" Mu Zhuanghong shouted, and at the same time turned and galloped into the distance, trying to escape from the valley.

It's just a pity that it's too late.

I saw that hundreds of formations in the valley were affecting the heaven and earth aura in the entire valley at this moment, causing it to begin to converge towards the formations.

The formation pattern replenished by the aura suddenly bloomed with a monstrous strong light and wisps of extremely strong energy.

Immediately afterward, the entire valley was violently detonated, and an earth-shattering loud sound resounded through the sky, pouring energy frantically.

The earth is crumbling, the mountains and forests are shaking, the entire valley is contributing its own energy, and the energy tide of the riot is pouring into the air thousands of meters in the air, engulfing Mu Zhuanghong and others who have not had time to withdraw from the valley.

There were four people in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, two of them were wiped out in an instant, and the other was deeply injured, and one of his thighs was directly blown off, letting out a miserable wail.

Mu Zhuanghong protected himself in time, but he also spurted out a mouthful of blood because of the huge energy impact, and fled outside in embarrassment.

There were endless energy explosions, and Mu Zhuanghong didn't even have time to save his companions.

When he rushed out of the valley, Mu Zhuanghong was covered in blood, and the one whose leg was broken by the explosion was already dying, and he fell down as soon as he rushed out.

"Prince Mu, how is the power of my Great Array of Mountains and Rivers?" Chu Heng led Murong Beiqian and the others to appear, surrounding Mu Zhuanghong in the middle.

"Did you do it?" Mu Zhuanghong said with a resentful expression on his face covered in blood.

"Of course I did it. Chu Heng sneered and said, "Do you think my thousand-year-old spirit milk is so easy to take? Even if you have the life to take it, I will let you use it for nothing!"

"Say, how do you want to die?" Chu Heng's eyes burst into murderous intent, and he said coldly.

"So, are you going to let me go?" Mu Zhuanghong's eyes were cold.

"I don't have the habit of letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Let's go together, fight quickly!" Chu Heng said with a sneer, taking the lead in attacking.

Chen Yang and Murong Beiqian and the other eight people, eight supreme attacks bloomed above the sky and blasted towards Mu Zhuanghong.

Mu Zhuanghong was unwilling to sacrifice a top-level treasure, wanting to resist the blow of eight people.

However, Chu Heng and the others' attacks were too strong, and Mu Zhuanghong's defense collapsed in an instant in just the first round.

Mu Zhuanghong let out an angry roar, and then was completely wiped out, leaving only a spatial ring.

Subsequently, Chu Heng asked the others to clean up the battlefield.

Soon after, Yan Shiyu and the others returned with four spatial rings, three of which were from the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty and the other from Pang Zheng.

After collecting the space ring, Chu Heng and the others turned around and rushed towards the depths of the mountain forest.

Before leaving, Chu Heng took a deep look in one direction.

After Chu Heng and the others left completely, five people walked out of that direction, and it was Fu Tanghuang and others of the Jiuli Dynasty who had left before.

"Cangyue Ming and Mu Zhuanghong will kill when they say they will kill, this Chu Heng is really ruthless!" said with palpitations.

Hearing this, the other three also nodded again and again.

Fu Tanghuang's eyes looked in the direction Chu Heng left, full of solemnity, and he didn't say a word.

After finding a cave, Chu Heng began to divide the spoils.

"How to divide it?" Yan Shiyu rubbed his hands together and said excitedly.

However, the gauze wrapped around their heads at this time felt very funny.

"This is a thousand-year-old spirit milk, one bottle per person, put this away first. Chu Heng took out the thousand-year-old spirit milk and gave each person a bottle.

Murong Beitian and the others put away the thousand-year-old spirit milk, and only Xueqiu directly swallowed the entire bottle in one gulp.

After drinking all the thousand-year-old spirit milk inside, Xueqiu spit out the bottle again.

"This is a thousand-year-old milk pulp that is more precious than a thousand-year-old spiritual milk, everyone take it. Afterwards, Chu Heng took out the thousand-year-old milk pulp and gave some to everyone.

"Millennial milk marrow?" Hearing this, Chen Yang and the others were excited, they all knew the millennium milk marrow, but they didn't expect that they would have the opportunity to take it.

"Your share, I'll help you collect it first. This time, Chu Heng didn't give the thousand-year-old milk pulp directly to the snowball, the thousand-year-old milk pulp is not the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, the energy contained in it is even more huge, he is afraid that the snowball will burst his body if he swallows it.

The energy contained in a drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk can restore the true qi of the martial artists of the Yuanying Realm, and that drop of the thousand-year-old milk marrow is enough to support the martial artists of the Yuanying Realm.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Heng took out the treasures in the space rings of everyone in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty and Cangyue Dynasty and placed them in front of everyone.

Several people were a little dazzled when they saw it, and even their breathing was a little heavy.

"Pick one for your own use, and take one for each person. Chu Heng said.

Among these treasures, there are a total of four pseudo-holy weapons, and the contributors are from Cangyue Ming and Mu Zhuanghong, after all, the two are the princes of the high-level dynasty.

"Chu Heng, it's better for you to take it first. Murong Bei leaned and said with a smile: "If you don't take it, I don't think anyone will dare to take it first." ”

"I'll take it last. Chen Yang said that he was the last to come in, and because he made Wenren Xuanxuan and Jiang Xiyue fall into Mu Zhuanghong's hands, he felt very guilty.

"Then you're welcome. Chu Heng said with a smile, directly grasping the Xuanhell Heavy Peak in his hands.

The others showed a smile, they had already seen that Chu Heng liked this Xuanhell Heavy Peak, and they were all waiting for Chu Heng to take away the Xuanhell Heavy Peak.

The Hell Peak is not only a pseudo-holy weapon, but also because this Hell Peak is forged from a real mountain, and it is also a very rare magnetic peak.

It's just that Cangyue Ming can't exert the true power of this Xuanhell Heavy Peak at all.

Wenren Xuanxuan took the pseudo-holy artifact green bell, which came from Mu Zhuanghong.

Murong Beiqian took the silver sword.

As for the last pseudo-holy artifact, everyone left it to Chen Yang very tacitly.

Subsequently, Chu Heng allocated a large number of spirit stones to each person.

At this point, all the spoils of this battle were divided.

The group planned to rest for a day before continuing their journey deeper into the island.

The recovery of the recovery, the healing of the wounds, refining and familiarizing themselves with the treasures they have just arrived, so as to exert greater combat power.

Chu Heng sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the Xuanhell Heavy Peak, which was regarded as a drop of blood to recognize the master, and then his divine thoughts moved, and he put away the Xuanhell Heavy Peak.

Afterwards, Chu Heng took out the thousand-year-old spirit milk and drank it, and the spirit milk suddenly turned into a warm current and poured into Chu's limbs, and the true qi and mana consumed before were quickly replenished.

With a little operation, the thousand-year-old spiritual milk can be transformed into the purest spiritual power.

"Good thing!" Chu Heng's eyes lit up, and bursts of white brilliance appeared on his body, like crystal jade, reflecting his bones and meridians.

When the next morning came, everyone had recovered, and the injured were basically healed.

Chu Heng's cultivation came naturally, reaching the peak of the Yuanying Realm.

In addition, Jiang Xiyue broke through to the eightfold Jindan realm.

As for the others, their cultivation has also improved to a greater or lesser extent.

Chu Heng and the others continued to march towards the depths of the island, rushing to the Palace of Death while looking for the Flower of Death.

In addition, the news that Chu Heng had killed Cangyue Ming and Mu Zhuanghong and others in the valley also began to spread quickly among all the martial artists on the island.

At first, everyone couldn't believe it, but as the news was confirmed by more and more warriors, those who didn't believe it began to slowly accept it.

Suddenly, Chu Heng's reputation was once again pushed to the forefront.

Chu Heng's current cultivation is only the first level of the Yuan Infant Realm, what will happen if Chu Heng breaks through to the second level of the Yuan Infant Realm, or the third level of the Yuan Infant Realm?

Everyone was looking forward to Chu Heng and Zhao Ritian colliding again, and wanted to know who was stronger Chu Heng or Zhao Ritian.

The Island of the Dead, the top of a thousand-meter mountain.

"Did you kill Cangyue Ming and Mu Zhuanghong?" Zhao Ritian stood on the top of the peak, the sea of clouds behind him was surging, and his eyes were extremely far away, as if he was about to pass through the endless mountains and forests, and fell on someone's body, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Ritian jumped and fell sharply towards the bottom of the mountain, the wind blowing on his face, almost distorting his face, making him look extremely hideous at this time.

Below the mountain is not the ground, but a pitch-black abyss.

The abyss is bottomless, like a giant beast with a wide open mouth, waiting for its prey to automatically come to the door.

After going three hundred meters deep into the abyss, a bone-chilling cold wave erupted from Zhao Ritian's body and swept towards the bottom of the abyss.

At the bottom of the abyss, as if something had been awakened, an incomparably terrifying cold wave erupted, and the cold wave spread rapidly, beginning to freeze the abyss from the bottom up.